Lyrics:

There's a quarter moon that's laying up on the ridge
And he's making up his mind to rise or to set
There's a lot of water flowing under this bridge
There's a voice inside me saying 'Get your feet wet'

'Cause that's that
I can scream, I can shout
I can cry my eyes out
But she's not coming back
That's that
I can hope, I can pray
But she's still gone away
And she's not coming back
That's that

There's a weeping willow on the outskirts of town
Where I took a pocket knife and carved out our names
In the morning I am gonna cut that tree down
Gonna build a fire and watch us go up in flames

And that's that
I can scream, I can shout
I can tear my hair out
But she's not coming back
That's that
I can hope, I can pray
But she's still gone away
And she's not coming back
That's that

Ooh, there's a lonesome whisper in the wind
Ooh, don't you hate to see the season end?

But then, that's that
I can scream, I can shout
I can cry my eyes out
But she's not coming back
And that's that
I can hope, I can pray
But she's still gone away
And she's not coming back
That's that
That's that

Ohhh, that's that
That's that
That's that
Ohhh, that's that
That's that